Two days of snow, ice and clear sun was a gift. Clambered up Scafell Pike, St Sunday Crag, Dollywagon Pike, Helvellyn, Causey Pike, Crag Hill to name a few. Dartmoor weather then caught us up and rendered the views anonymous. It's been a while since I stayed in a bunk house and I had clearly forgotten the smell of drying rooms until after the first wet walk. Ye gods, you cold hardly breathe in the fug of smelly clothing and boots. Fruity isn't even close.
A few photos of the better bits:
|Nethermost Pike on the way to Helvellyn in Winter|
|Team members clinging on to Scafell Pike in the wind|
|Grisedale Tarn on the way to Helvellyn|
|Dramatic lighting on the Helvellyn ridge|
|Whiteside Bank after Helvellyn|
|Frozen tarn on way down from Scafell Pike|